Author's Note

This story is porn. It is written for the express purpose of sexual arousal and erotic entertainment. As such, the erotic merit of this story will be highly subjective.

The author does not necessarily endorse any of the acts or behaviors presented in this story. Please refrain from ascribing allusions between the fictional narrative of this story and any personal beliefs, proclivities, or biases of the author.

All characters present in this story are 18 or over and legally of age to engage in sexual activity.

Triggers for this chapter: Blackmail, cosplay, humiliation.

The AV Club President Does Sunset Shimmer!

Sunset Shimmer walked into the AV room after school. It was empty save for the senior who had called her here: Hi-Def, the president of the AV Club. He was a thin guy, not muscular but not scrawny, with almond skin, dark brown eyes, and dark reddish-brown hair in a layered, feathered style. He was actually quite attractive; off the top of her head, she could name at least four girls and two guys who wanted to go out with him. He was, however, something of an introvert who cared more about making, editing, and critiquing videos than he did about socializing with his peers outside of the AV Club. That he had texted her asking her to drop by surprised her.

"You wanted to talk to me?" she asked.

Hi-Def turned around. "Close the door please," he said.

"Okay," Sunset said. She closed the door, then walked over to a padded bench and sat down. "What's up?"

Hi-Def turned a chair around and straddled it, looking at her with a hard expression. "You remember last Spring, right? The day you came in here before the Spring Fling?"

Sunset cringed, rubbing her left arm with her right hand and looking away. "Yeah..."

"You found out we were helping Rarity with her PV for Princess of the Spring Fling."

"Yeah, I remember."

"You and your little turd brigade bullied the whole AV Club and trashed a lot of our equipment. Three of my guys quit the club on the spot."

Sunset bowed her head. "I'm sorry..."

"Sorry's not gonna cut it, Sunset," Hi-Def said. "You destroyed my laptop that day. My personal, high-end, top-of-the-line laptop that I hadn't even had for three months yet. You wrecked it. I couldn't get it fixed."

Sunset's face fell. "Oh my God...I'm...I'm so sorry..."

"That laptop cost me fourteen hundred bucks, Sunset," Hi-Def said. "Not my parents. Me. I'd been saving up for that since I was fourteen."

Sunset played with the hem of her skirt.

"Do you have any idea how many cars I had to wash? How many burgers I had to flip? How many sno-cones I had to sell? How many old ladies' fat disgusting feet I had to squeeze into too-tight, too-small shoes? I gave up two whole summers, every Saturday for three years, and a lot of school holidays working just to save up for my dream computer." He gave her a hard stare. "And then you came in here and threw it across the room."

Sunset started to cry.

"You owe me," Hi-Def said. "That's why I called you here today."

Sunset looked up. "I...don't have that kind of money," she said. "I've got maybe like four hundred bucks, but I kinda...need it."

"I didn't expect you to give me money," Hi-Def said. "I have something else in mind." He got up, walked over to a storage cabinet, and pulled out a plastic package slightly larger than Sunset's bookbag. "I'm gonna make a video, and you're gonna be the star."

Sunset blinked. "Umm...a video?"

"That's right." Hi-Def handed her the package. "This is your wardrobe. Go get changed, then come right back." He put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her seriously. "You owe me," he said. "You want to do whatever it takes to make it up to me, right? You've been going around school saying you're trying to turn over a new leaf."

Sunset gulped and nodded. "Y-yeah, but...what kind of video?" She opened the package and peeked inside. She blinked. "Is...is this...?"

"Go change," Hi-Def said. "I'll get the cameras set up." He looked into her eyes. "You do this, and we're square. If not, I'll have to sue you." He looked honestly apologetic about the prospect of taking her to court.

Sunset swallowed heavily. Being dragged into court in this world would be...incredibly bad for her. "Alright," she said.

"Be sure to put on everything," Hi-Def called to her retreating back.

* * * * *

Ten minutes later, Sunset Shimmer returned to the AV room wearing an outfit that made her feel incredibly self-conscious.

She wore a pale yellow cardigan over a white blouse with a big red bow at the collar, as well as a pleated dark green plaid skirt that was slightly shorter than the skirt she usually wore. She also wore loose white knee-high socks and plain brown shoes. Lastly, she wore a pair of large, round, rimless costume glasses. She tugged ineffectually at her socks, which kept slipping down around her ankles. "These socks are way too baggy," she said.

"They're supposed to be," Hi-Def said. "They're called loose socks for a reason."

"Oh." Sunset shuffled her feet. "Umm...why...why did you have underwear in with this?"

"Goes with the costume," Hi-Def said. "You did put them on, right?"

"Y-yeah," Sunset said. She looked down at her feet, toying with a lock of her hair. "Umm...Hi-Def? What...exactly...are you expecting me to do?"

Hi-Def turned to look at her. "Just do whatever I tell you to do," he said. "One thing, though. I need you to act...meek. Shy. Submissive. Can you do that?"

Sunset grimaced. "I...don't know..."

"You're friends with Fluttershy, right? Just...just act like her."

"Hey, that's not very nice!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to insult your friend. I just meant...she's kind of, well..."

"A doormat, yeah." Sunset sighed. "Okay. Act like a doormat. I...can try." She took a deep breath. "One question before we start."

"Hmm?"

Sunset walked around to look Hi-Def right in the eyes. "This outfit, the glasses, all this..." She steeled herself. "You're making me do porno, right?"

Hi-Def wouldn't quite look her in the eyes. "Fourteen hundred bucks, Sunset Shimmer. What do you think?"

Sunset grimaced. "I'm...not sure I'm comfortable with this. Actually, I'm pretty sure I hate this idea."

"Look..." Hi-Def said. "You're smoking hot. You have an amazing body. A porn video of you? I'll clear two thousand in a couple of weeks easy. Whatever I make over the cost of the stuff you and your goons trashed is yours."

Sunset frowned. "Yeah...thing is...I'm a lot of things, but I'm not a whore..."

"You're also not a legal citizen," Hi-Def said. "Your lease is illegal. Your enrollment in this school is illegal. I don't even want to know how you have the money to be in the apartment you're in." At her guilty expression, he frowned. "Yeah, I did my homework on you. How does it feel, being on the receiving end of your own bullshit?"

Sunset sighed. "I guess I deserved that," she admitted. "You're being kind of a dick about this whole thing, though."

"Fourteen. Hundred. Bucks. Fat sweaty feet. Tiny shoes. Summers I'll never get back."

Sunset cringed. "Okay okay, sheesh," she said. "So, uhh..." She shifted awkwardly.

Hi-Def pointed to a padded bench, around which Sunset could see three small cameras. "Just sit there and follow my lead. And remember—"

"Shy, meek doormat, yeah, I got it." Taking a deep breath, Sunset sat down on the padded bench.

The lights on the three cameras turned on.

Hi-Def sat down next to Sunset Shimmer. He caressed her face, then untied the bow at her throat. He unbuttoned her sweater and slid his hand beneath the wool, kneading her breast through her white blouse. She shuddered, closing her eyes. She whimpered softly.

With his other hand, Hi-Def stroked the inside of Sunset's thighs, teasing them apart. Sunset squirmed and allowed her legs to be spread open, showing the camera directly in front of her the buttercup-colored silk panties she wore. Hi-Def's hand trailed up Sunset's thighs, brushing aside the scant fabric of her skirt. He traced the meeting of silk and skin with his fingertip, then slowly pried the silk aside, exposing Sunset's labia to the camera.

"D-don't," Sunset whimpered, covering her face with her hands.

Hi-Def spread Sunset's sweater open, then began unbuttoning her blouse, exposing smooth amber skin. He stroked her stomach for a long moment, even as his other hand brushed against the edges of her slit. He reached up and pulled Sunset's face around to his, seizing her lips with his own as he spread her blouse, slid his hands up her back, and unhooked her bra. He pushed the loose cups up and away from her breasts, letting them fall free into his hands. He kneaded them, taking her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Sunset let out a soft, whining moan, the heat in her cheeks making her face match her hair. Hi-Def lowered his head to Sunset's chest and took one nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before releasing it with a wet pop. He let one hand fall back to her crotch, pulling her panties further to the side, exposing more of her sex to the camera. He ran a finger along the length of her slit, then pried her open. He rubbed her clit, drawing a sharp, shaky gasp from her, then rubbed circles around her inner opening with his thumb. Wetness began to glisten in the bright lights of the room as he worked at her sex with one hand while fondling her breasts with the other. Sunset turned her head away, gasping and moaning quietly, biting her knuckles as Hi-Def spent several minutes touching and stroking her body.

After a while, he stood up and dropped his own pants, exposing himself to her. He took her left hand and placed it on his cock; she rubbed its length, a look of hesitation and resignation on her face. He took hold of her chin and turned her face toward him, then brought her head forward, positioning his shaft directly in front of her mouth. Trembling, Sunset ran her tongue over the tip of his cock; he placed a hand on top of her head and held her still as he thrust between her lips and into her mouth. She gave a strangled cry as Hi-Def's dick pounded against the back of her throat; she closed her eyes and grunted into him as he fucked her mouth, slowly at first, then faster after a couple of minutes. She worked his shaft and balls with her hand, holding her hair away from her face with her other hand, always making sure the camera had a clear view of Hi-Def's cock pounding into her mouth.

Hi-Def grunted and hissed as he thrust deeper and faster. Sunset nearly choked several times. Finally, he pulled his dick out; it throbbed, twitched, and unloaded a spray of cum all over Sunset's face. It splattered on her glasses, it got in her hair, it beaded on her lips and ran in thick strands from her chin. She could even feel it on her bare chest. "You got it all over me," she whimpered.

Hi-Def took hold of her hand and placed it on his flagging dick. She could feel the cum squishing between her fingers, but didn't resist as he made her stroke him until he started to stiffen again. Then, he pulled her to her feet. He lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down. Once they lay in a puddle of silk around her feet, he guided her back onto the bench, then made her lie flat on her back. He spread her legs wide, then straddled her; his dick was rising to full mast. He rubbed it against her slit, nuzzling her clit with the tip. She moaned and gasped and whimpered, covering her face with her hands.

Hi-Def placed his hands on her hips to steady her, then thrust into her. Sunset cried out, biting her knuckles. The first thrust was slow, exploratory. Once Hi-Def had pushed in a couple of inches, he pulled out, then thrust in again, harder and deeper, almost hilting. Sunset's body bucked; her back arched, thrusting her breasts upward. "Ahh!" Sunset cried. "N-not so hard..."

Sunset moaned, whimpered, and cried as Hi-Def fucked her; the sound of her ass slapping against him filled the room as he hilted over and over again, faster and faster. "Ah, ahh, AHH!!" Sunset gasped out, screwing her face up as her body pumped, arched, and bucked with the rhythm of the pounding.

"Oh God," Hi-Def grunted. "You're so tight..."

"Nnnnnhhhhnnn..."

"I'm...!" Hi-Def gasped out. "I'm about to...!"

Sunset's eyes flew open. "Not inside!" she shouted in genuine fear and alarm.

"Can't...!"

"Don't come inside me!" Sunset pleaded.

Hi-Def let out a strained grunt and pulled out just in time; jets of semen spewed out all over Sunset's thighs, mound, and skirt. Hi-Def fell back onto his ass, his dick lying on the cold vinyl of the bench. Sunset whimpered as she lay there, shuddering, looking into the camera with sad, scared eyes behind her round glasses.

Hi-Def reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out his phone, and tapped the screen. The lights on the cameras went off. "Okay, we're done."

Sunset sighed and sat up. "Thank God," she said, taking off the costume glasses and tossing them away. "That helpless doormat act was getting really hard to keep up." She ran her hands through her hair, then immediately regretted it. "Damn, you made a mess all over me."

"You look so hot covered in jizz," Hi-Def said.

Sunset rolled her eyes. "Perv." She grimaced as she wiped some cum off her face, studying it. "Got any wet wipes or anything so I can kind of get some of this crap off?"

"Sure." Hi-Def walked over to a supply cabinet, pulling out a huge canister of baby wipes. He brought it over to Sunset, who gratefully accepted it and began cleaning herself up. "So, uhh..." Hi-Def fumbled for his pants and pulled them back on. "I, uhh..." He coughed. "I gotta say...fucking you is probably the most awesome thing I've ever done in my entire life." He snorted. "Hell, just getting to fuck you makes up for the whole laptop thing by itself."

Sunset smirked. "Yeah, I'm pretty much the best you'll ever get," she said.

"I dunno," Hi-Def said. "I've done it with some pretty hot cosplayers at comic conventions."

"Really?" Sunset blinked. "Huh."

"But the whole roleplay thing...that made it hotter."

"You mean you got to make me be your meek little fantasy girl," Sunset said, rolling her eyes.

"That was..." Hi-Def grimaced. "That was part to make the video sell better, and part...well..."

"Part what?" Sunset asked, folding her arms.

Hi-Def looked away. "I wanted...to humiliate you," he said. "I wanted to force you to be the kind of girl you used to bully and tease."

Sunset looked away. "I see," she said uncomfortably. She trembled slightly. "I..."

Hi-Def watched her expectantly. "Yeah?"

Sunset shook her head. "Nevermind." She sighed. "I hope your little video sells. More importantly, I hope it doesn't ruin my reputation."

Hi-Def shrugged. "I'm only selling it in Neighpon," he said. "They really go for that kind of thing over there."

Sunset grabbed the buttercup silk panties off the floor and put them back on, then sorted out her bra, blouse, and sweater. As she was hooking her bra, she paused. "Say...how'd you get my measurements, anyway?"

Hi-Def snorted. "Please. Every guy in school knows your measurements by heart. There isn't a guy at CHS who doesn't want to fuck you. Even before your little attitude adjustment."

Sunset blushed furiously. "I...somehow never really noticed that," she said quietly. "Wow. School's gonna be really awkward tomorrow..." She shook her head. "I'm keeping this outfit. Might find a use for it."

"Sure."

Sunset stood up, giving herself the once-over for stray cum, loose buttons, or any other indication that she'd just had sex on school grounds. "So I get whatever's left after you pay for the stuff I broke?"

"Yep."

"Cool." She paused. "Umm..." She blushed. "You know, the whole being on camera and having to act like Fluttershy thing sucked, but...the actual sex, I didn't mind so much." She wrung her hands. "Maybe...if you're lucky...we can do that again sometime."

Hi-Def smiled. "Just you, me, no cameras, and the real Sunset Shimmer next time? Yeah, I'd like that." He started taking down the cameras. "Later, Sunset."

"Later." Sunset left the AV room and headed out the front doors.

At the school entrance, she ran right into Rarity.

"Good heavens, Sunset Shimmer! Whatever are you wearing, darling?"